Played at the Moose Lodge last night. People keep telling me I look like Hugh Hefner and sing like Johnny Cash. I dunno what to think about that since I do most of my viewing and hearing from the inside command post while the outside one is being refurbished.

The crown put on my lower left back molar was a horrible experience over the summer. Lots of mouth pain, still not completely resolved. And did I tell you that when the permanent crown came in and they could replace the temporary crown that they apparently kept the new one in the deep freeze? Dropped it into place and sent me through the roof.

I pulled my dentist aside and told him that the young woman who worked on that tooth last summer was too rough. I have a high pain threshold, but she way exceeded it, even with a local, and furthermore, she was rough when it was just me but changed her demeanor when he was in the room. I told him that I have a very short list of medical professionals I won't work with, but she's on it, so no more work with her in the future. The other person is one of the optometrists at the place I go - she has messed up the vision Rx of both myself and my ex, and when we compared notes we realized there is a pattern to avoid. So that's it - those two I refuse to deal with.

Update. The freezing has come out. I shant bore youse with any long description. In a nutshell, FUCK IT HURTS!

But, short term pain for long term gain is cool. I asked Howie what he would do. He said he'd take the "new metal" crown as it's tougher and cheaper than gold. I agreed. Besides, I can't see the rear most molar without a flashlight and a mirror so why would I give two flyin fucks from Tuesday what it looks like?

Did I mention it FUCKIN HURTS?

Here is the worst part. It (bottom jaw) does not hurt as much as the upper companion. The upper molar was subject to the vibration of the drill when contacted while he was working on the lower jaw molar because the space to work was so tight. I wonder how he will react when I tell him that in a few weeks when the crown goes in. Docs sometimes don't believe me.

My chronic lower back agony has been resolved by a series of applications of spinal decompression using the DRX 9100 machine. Almost miraculous considering the disc bulge revealed by an MRI. Now if we could do something to resolve the anterior midsection bulge similarly!

Stilly is quite capable of crossing her own legs, I am sure. But I, too, am rooting for her.

God bless the language users, the book finders, the word mongers, the bold poets new and all and old and all, the trippers of the tongue and the players by pen. God bless the postcard writers, the fountain penners, the sweet note senders and the wry word-benders. God bless those who celebrate, accelerate and demonstrate the soul of tongues.

I hurried home and finished filing my info to apply for a new job. For some reason the password wasn't working on my work computer. I ended up with a new account and turned it in. I'm the same person, just using a home email instead of one from work. Whatever it takes to get through that door for consideration.

Well, Premiers are trash too, many times. We in NB.ca just turfed out the PCs led by a Premier of epic trash proportions and now have one who is, in mere weeks, is vying for the for the flip-flop title : There WILL be a moratorium! Ahhhh, there WILL be a regional moratorium... THAAAAAT'S what I meant before the election.

SCUSE me? Garbage day is being changed to WednesDAY? DAY? DAY? Garbage out by 8AM? 8AM???? Just WTF is the City of Moncton gonna do to keep the seagulls and the crows from ripping my garbage to pieces and strewing it all over the road? We had night pickup for a reason you ignorant city council assholes.

Never mind the rape of the earth by big oil or the rape of the opium trade by big pharma or ad infinitum. Fuck with my garbage and THAT is where I draw the line!!!!!!!!!!

It's quiet lately - is everyone sleeping off the rush of sugar from the leftover Halloween candy? I didn't do trick or treat here, but they had cakes and pies at work on Friday, so I got a dose. No one came around the neighborhood this year, just as well since the dogs were out in the back yard (I got home late). Neighbors later told me that no one came by. I think the attraction of a "fair" down at the fire hall keeps most of the traffic out of our wooded neighborhood full of tripping hazards.

Amos, one year on the day that I was leaving San Diego the sky began to leak. You should have seen it: everybody acted as though Mother Nature had betrayed them, broken the contract. Surely you wouldn't act like that??

We are threatened here in Paradise by gray clouds and the concept of moisture falling right down out of the sky. This is highly unusual, and we fear our status as Desiccated Desert Land of No Use to Anybody Sane might be revoked, attracting hordes of outland busybodies to our pleasant land. On the other hand, our reservoirs could use the boost.

That is good news! Today on the Diane Rehm show they were talking about bikes and safety, mostly in the context of bikes on streets and in traffic. I sent a note about the problem of bikes on sidewalks, and though there was an offhand remark or two about bikes and pedestrians, they didn't actually discuss that particular problem. Too bad.